Thank you for reminding yourself that youre not insane... This will make one hell of a story when I make time to explain the actuality of the hell I imposed upon myself. Vibrate at the highest possibly frequency, and then never let them see you look back... sigur-ros.co.uk/valtari/videos/ (the irony behind video three was just discovered for the first time...) December 1, 2012 4:00pm Chelsea Michele Remember: You only share with yourself so that you can be responsible for breaking your own toys. Period, end. DO NOT COMPROMISE. Famous Last Words 5:16am Clayton Smith Vøn Westmeier Its the 2nd anniversary of Haydens Death today, I would appreciate it if you would not bother me with your deadeningly childish and inane antics. I have work of vital importance to do, and your hollow, desperately reflective shell of an existence has consumed more time than I ever should have begun to allow. So do yourself a fovor and dont prove to me how you are a sad, empty and repulsively pathetic creature again. youtube/watch?v=KPBLTlLTFHA Well, in that hit you miss: shell not be hit 209 With Cupids arrow; she hath Dians wit; 210 And, in strong proof of chastity well armd, 211 From loves weak childish bow she lives unharmd. 212 She will not stay the siege of loving terms, 213 Nor bide the encounter of assailing eyes, 214 Nor ope her lap to saint-seducing gold. 215 O, she is rich in beauty, only poor, 216 That when she dies, with beauty dies her store. She hath, and in that sparing makes huge waste, 219 For beauty starved with her severity 220 Cuts beauty off from all posterity. 221 She is too fair, too wise, wisely too fair, 222 To merit bliss by making me despair: 223 She hath forsworn to love, and in that vow 224 Do I live dead that live to tell it now. CAPULET 13 And too soon marrd are those so early made. 14 The earth hath swallowd all my hopes but she, 15 She is the hopeful lady of my earth: 16 But woo her, gentle Paris, get her heart, 17 My will to her consent is but a part; 18 An she agree, within her scope of choice 19 Lies my consent and fair according voice. 20 This night I hold an old accustomd feast, 21 Whereto I have invited many a guest, 22 Such as I love; and you, among the store, 23 One more, most welcome, makes my number more. 24 At my poor house look to behold this night 25 Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light. 26 Such comfort as do lusty young men feel 27 When well-apparelld April on the heel 28 Of limping winter treads, even such delight 29 Among fresh fennel buds shall you this night 30 Inherit at my house; hear all, all see, 31 And like her most whose merit most shall be: 32 Which on more view of many, mine, being one, 33 May stand in number, though in reckoning none. 34 Come, go with me.
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